In the swelling, bubbling ooze of decay, microbes, insects and scavengers flourish and thrive. Unconcerned with what this life once was, they devour rotting flesh and seeping entrails until there is nothing but scattered bones left to bleach in the sun. Enriched by all matter of decaying flesh and plants, endless varieties of fungus and flora grow eagerly in the nourished, aromatized soil.

Live. Die. Decay.

Our view of death and decay should not be one of disgust and dismay, but one of inspiration and unrelenting motivation. An absolute urgency to live life vehemently. Be present in every infinitesimal moment. Breathe deeply. Love with avidity. Laugh abundantly. Sing. Dance. Exploit every opportunity for adventure. And at all times, be aware in your life.

Then, as the last breathy exhale leaves your body and your life is nothing but memories to be held by others, the microbes, insects, and scavengers will return your body to the earth. You will cease to exist. Fungus and flora will grow in the rich soil created by your decay. You will be no more; even so, after your death, there will be life.

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